My name is Eve, not Eva.

37807_423231068255_964157_nEve Lopez,
Arcata, CA.

When I tell people my name, they don’t hear it. They hear “Eva,” because of the “a” that is often at the end of Latina first names. This only happens with white people. And even after I’ve met someone multiple times, sometimes they will still call me “Eva” when they see me again. I like the name “Eva,” but it’s not my name.

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